David Wilcox - Waffle House Lyrics

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Waffle House

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What Are The Lyrics For Waffle House By David Wilcox?
In the deep of the darkest night
There's a beacon of yellow light at the waffle house At the edge of the dark abyss When confusion descends like this Deeper and denser at the waffle house After the midnight hour I am scraping the eggs and flour From the napkin dispenser Where we who have run from our homes When the silence of sorrow won't leave us alone And we who are out here this late Be it heartbreak or highway Or some altered state When it's time that we slow up Wrap both our hands around our cup Can stay until the feeling goes As long as there's broken hearts and dreams And all of this highway in between The waffle house will never close At the waffle house Under these cobalt skies The drivers with bloodshot eyes, hallucinating At the waffle house If you're facing some bitter truth We'll save you a window booth And we will be waiting for you When we you run from your home When the silence of sorrow won't leave you alone And you who are out here this late Be it heartbreak or highway Or some altered state When it's time that you slow up Wrap both your hands around your cup Can stay until the feeling goes As long as there's broken hearts and dreams And all of this highway in between The waffle house will never close |
Who Wrote Waffle House By David Wilcox?
David Wilcox
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What's The Duration Of The Waffle House By David Wilcox?The duration of Waffle House is 4:35 minutes and seconds. |
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